Baby Elmo, a soft and tiny 2 ½ pound Malti-poo, changed my life while I was consulting for WQED, home of Mr. Rogers.
After a lifetime with cats and loving all animals, I decided to finally own a dog of my own and take on the
responsibility of being a dog parent.
I knew you could simply bring a baby kitty home, give them lots of love & kisses, show them where the litter pan lives
and BOOM!!! - They’re housebroken!!!
I was soon to learn it takes a village to raise an Elmo:
- $1,000 pitt stops at the "PetPoor" Store to outfit his nursery
- Dog-clicking Nazi trainer who lasted ½ of one home visit
- Dog-whispering hippie to puppy-proof our home with good aura
- Pet Vet-Hospital with doting attendants
- Off-hour Emergency Room
- Loving Dog Walkers
- Basic Obedience Class
- Volunteer visits with seniors
- Various Boarding Kennels
- Intermediate Obedience Class
- Bed and Breakfast
- One Great Groomer
- Advanced Obedience Class
- Certification with Therapy Dog International
Finally, it’s no longer a hyper Marley and Me, but Lo & Mo. Everyone loves Elmo, particularly his adoring
Doggie Daycare Family. He’s the official greeter at our dog park, my best little buddy, co-pilot and road warrior -
a bright, happy spirit just bursting with joy and ready for his close up.
He really is my Saint Elmo.